Forced to Act out a Strange Script with a Rival - Chapter 124

Si Xiaoxiao’s kiss was less an expression of lingering, tender love and more an act driven by high fever and raw instinct—a chaotic, impulsive display of nibbling and exploration.

She was burning up all over, as if being roasted over a slow fire. Her limbs were limp and weak, and all her movements lacked restraint. All that remained was a feral, desperate longing to press against a source of coolness.

Her lips were dry and scorching, carrying the breath unique to a feverish patient as they urgently pressed against the cool softness of Li Ting’s mouth. It wasn’t a kiss; it was the survival instinct of a dying cub. In her lack of control, her teeth even grazed Li Ting’s delicate lower lip, causing a faint but distinct sting.

Li Ting let out a suppressed, low grunt from her throat, her brow furrowing almost imperceptibly.

However, she remained still, enduring this clumsy and crude “assault” with near-total resignation, allowing the delirious Si Xiaoxiao to do as she pleased with her lips.

As it turned out, our usually arrogant and overbearing Miss Si was a complete novice when it came to matters of the flesh.

Guided only by instinct, she gnawed blindly, like someone facing a delicacy wrapped in a hard shell—desperate to taste the sweetness inside but utterly failing to find the way. Not only did she fail to soothe the thirst burning in her heart, but her lack of technique only made her more restless.

She writhed in frustration, like a butterfly struggling within a cocoon. Pitiful, sobbing whimpers escaped her throat—soft, waxy sounds that were a far cry from her usual flamboyant self. She was helpless and alluring all at once.

Feeling the chaotic nibbling on her lips and the restless twisting of the burning body in her arms, Li Ting could only heave a heavy sigh in her heart.

She doesn’t even know how to peel the fruit she’s eating. If Xiaoxiao were ever thrown into the wilderness, she’d probably starve herself to death.

To prevent our Miss Si from “starving,” Li Ting had no choice but to turn her passive stance into an active one.

Li Ting’s kiss was entirely different—it carried a calm, gradual aggression. She first gently took Si Xiaoxiao’s fever-softened, scorching lower lip into her mouth, savoring it like a rare treasure. She traced its full contour with the tip of her tongue, sending waves of fine, trembling tingles through the other woman.

She guided Si Xiaoxiao to part her teeth, her nimble tongue darting into that warm, wet mouth like a clever serpent. With undeniable force, she entangled, sucked, and plundered the other’s breath.

…The closeness, the guidance, the overlapping, and finally, the ascent to the clouds.

After “Teacher Li’s” sustained cultivation, “Teacher Si” was blissfully content. In a daze, she blearily opened her heavy eyelids, her vision focusing blurrily on the face inches away.

The Li Ting before her eyes seemed a bit different from usual.

The youthful greenness in her brow seemed to have faded slightly; her features appeared sharper and more defined in the dim light. The aura radiating from her was no longer purely cold, but a mixture of… an indescribable maturity and sense of control.

Si Xiaoxiao’s mind was still a chaotic mess. She mumbled instinctively, her voice hoarse and soft:

“Xiao Li… why does it feel like… you… seem to have grown up a bit?” (Of course, she was referring to the subtle change in temperament, not a specific body part.)

Li Ting licked her moist lips—an unconscious gesture that carried a hint of post-gratification languor and sexiness. She raised her deep eyes, locking onto Si Xiaoxiao’s blurred gaze. Her tone was unreadable, yet carried a trace of dangerous inquiry: “What? Do you prefer the teenage me?”

The tsundere Teacher Si tried to push Li Ting’s head away to shut her up, declaring: “I don’t like you.”

“You don’t like me?”

Li Ting repeated those three words, and her expression turned dangerous in an instant. Her eyes darkened like the night, swirling with undercurrents that Si Xiaoxiao couldn’t fathom. The atmosphere around her, which had just softened, became oppressive once again.

As everyone knows, at a time like this, being tsundere comes with a price—a “punishment” to be endured.

And so, Teacher Si, who had just been acting tough and talking big, saw her pathetic defenses crumble instantly under Teacher Li’s subsequent, irresistible “advanced tutoring” and “strict discipline.”

In the end, she could only lean weakly against Teacher Li’s warm, solid chest. Her voice carried the sobbing tone of someone who had been bullied ruthlessly. Like a wronged child finally willing to tell the truth, she choked out an admission: “I like… I like you… I like you the most…”

Each word seemed to be squeezed painfully from her red, swollen lips, carrying endless bashfulness and the relief of finally baring her heart.

Hearing this tearful confession, the dangerous glint in Li Ting’s eyes finally dissipated, replaced by a deep, almost tender satisfaction. She tightened her arms, pulling the still-burning but now completely pliant body closer, as if trying to merge the woman into her very blood and bone.

The two of them fell into an exhausted sleep.

When the sun was high in the sky, Si Xiaoxiao woke up from thirst. While Li Ting had “drunk” plenty of water the night before, Si Xiaoxiao hadn’t had a single drop. She bolted upright in bed, the movement tugging at certain indescribably sore areas, causing her to hiss in pain. Her first instinct was to get out of bed to find some tea.

However, the moment her feet were about to touch the floor, those fragmented, fiery memories from last night came rushing back like a tide, crashing into her groggy brain!

I slept with a minor?!

The terrifying thought exploded like a thunderclap! Si Xiaoxiao’s face turned deathly pale in an instant. Had she really… No, it was the drug… had she lost her mind and committed such a beastly act against that teenage Holy Maiden?!

She whipped her head around to look at the person lying on the pillow beside her.

Li Ting was still fast asleep, her side profile peaceful, long eyelashes casting soft shadows under her eyes as the sunlight traced her contours…

Wait!

Si Xiaoxiao blinked and looked closer.

The Li Ting before her eyes really did seem different from the teenage Holy Maiden. The lines of her facial features were clearer and softer, stripped of that youthful greenness, her brow now settled with a quiet, mature charm.

Furthermore, she remembered feeling in her haze last night… that body seemed to be… more curvaceous?

It looks like I didn’t sleep with a minor after all!! Not only was I the one being “slept” with yesterday, but Li Ting’s body has grown up!! She’s not a minor at all!

With that realization, Si Xiaoxiao shook Li Ting awake and demanded, “Which ‘Li’ are you?”

Li Ting was indeed exhausted from the previous day; both her mental and physical energy had been heavily depleted.

Being shaken awake now, she displayed a rare, groggy languor. Frowning, she slowly opened her misty eyes. It seemed to take her a few seconds to focus her gaze and recognize the anxious Si Xiaoxiao in front of her. She didn’t immediately answer Si Xiaoxiao’s foolish question about “which number” she was. Instead, she took direct action.

She reached out, hooked her hand around the back of Si Xiaoxiao’s neck, and pulled slightly, pressing her lips against Si Xiaoxiao’s mouth, which was slightly agape in surprise.

Si Xiaoxiao was sent into a daze by this sudden kiss. Her brain suffered from oxygen deprivation again, and she felt like she was floating away once more. All her questions were swallowed by the kiss, and her body responded before her logic could, yielding softly to the touch.

Fortunately, “Teacher Li” knew when to stop. Before Si Xiaoxiao could literally suffocate herself, she ended the kiss and asked with a hint of interrogation: “Can’t you recognize your own lover?”

Her voice carried the lethal sexiness of a morning rasp.

Si Xiaoxiao was still gasping for air, but she was pleasantly surprised: “Li Ting! You came out of the phone??”

Li Ting reached out again, pulling Si Xiaoxiao tightly into her arms, resting her chin gently atop the other’s head: “Mm, I suppose I caught you just in time at the critical moment…”

To her surprise, Si Xiaoxiao pushed her back, looking somewhat annoyed: “Then who am I supposed to grind Favorability points with! Besides, if I had gone a round with the sixteen-year-old you last night, the Favorability would have exploded! We might have even been able to go back!”

“…What a thing to say.” For a moment, Li Ting didn’t know how to respond. Feeling a bit jealous, she asked, “Weren’t you very happy yesterday?”

“Happiness is happiness, but a mission is a mission.” Si Xiaoxiao peeked at Li Ting’s expression and spoke provocatively on purpose: “Quickly give me back my pure, innocent, cute, and simple little Holy Maiden!”

She had said it before—she wanted to see Li Ting go mad with jealousy!

“What about me then?” Li Ting played along as requested, sounding aggrieved: “What about our promise?”

“Don’t worry, you are ‘Li One,’ so you come first. She is ‘Li Two,’ so she can suffer a bit and take second place. If you have any more sisters later, I’ll just keep ranking them behind her.” Si Xiaoxiao boldly patted Li Ting’s shoulder to “comfort” her.

“Just how many do you want? You’re really pushing your luck after getting such a good deal.” Li Ting glared at her and spoke crossly, “She will be back in an hour.”

At this moment, Li Ting didn’t seem to hate her other self quite as much.

This was probably a good thing.

“Then what do we do for the next hour?” Si Xiaoxiao asked suddenly, staring intensely at Li Ting. “Are you very tired right now?”

“Why?” Li Ting frowned.

With a sudden “carp leap” move, Si Xiaoxiao flipped over and pinned Li Ting beneath her: “Hmph! You owe me for yesterday, and now I’m here to collect!!”

“…It’s broad daylight.” Li Ting tried to push Si Xiaoxiao away, feeling a wave of shame.

This woman, honestly…

But Si Xiaoxiao was not one to back down: “I don’t care! Take this!!”

One hour later, Li Ting’s body did indeed revert to its teenage form. Si Xiaoxiao, who hadn’t quite had her fill of mischief, had no choice but to stop.

Having a bit of a conscience, she went downstairs of her own accord, fished out some silver coins, and went to the street to buy some food. She was truly afraid of this building now, terrified that eating something random would land them back in yesterday’s predicament.

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